"You tripped," Anders sighed, managing not to roll his eyes. It was bad enough to have people gooey in love around you when they weren't on the verge of an epic overshare.

He reached out and delicately took Joker's hand, evaluating the swelling with his eyes. "But it isn't too bad. If you're already on pain pills, I'll skip the potions and go straight to spirit healing."

He wished he could stop Joker's bones from breaking to begin with, but that seemed to be beyond the reach of any magic he could access. Still, it was something he might research next time he made it into the shop.

[OOC: NIGHT.]